Astrum Mortis piosenki

Taste of the dust, beautiful salts Components of life Gathering at the base of an age old spire, To amass, to become, to invent, to exist What shall this bring? In such a state motion is not perceived, Time can not subsist! Celestial brines in the ashen san...

Waves of existence rise and then fall, I'm but a child of many children Take me, show me, guide me to meaning Transcending opacity in search of purpose Safety in structure, points of reference, From star to star I'm only a wave Alive within numbers and measur...

From the void comes a spectre! Nebulous concoction, Strange to think that you could be abstracted By such cold wisps in the cosmos The heavenly nectar flows so free and pure, But my mind shall stay my hand, For if I could, then how should I? Bring myself to s...